Before long, Wang Zhifan appeared in the room of the tavern.
As he had guessed, only two beings were there now. Elder Fumo was conversing with Jin Lianzi through an avatar.
Jin Lianzi sat on a wooden chair with an expression of apathy. His extremely aged body had robbed him of interest in everything. He listened to what Elder Fumo's avatar was saying without any facial expression, even as the avatar held the Wandering Dragon Jade Folding Fan.
"Zen Master Jinlian, your current condition is not without hope for a solution. With the merit you earned in this battle, seeking an audience with a Saint in the Buddha Realm after the war might result in a reversal of time that restores your youth..."
"Heh... does Your Excellency think... this humble monk... can still live till then?"
"Why not? Treasures that extend lifespan, though rare, are not unheard of. Besides, the war is going well..."
